hold my uncle

Speaking of Suyu, he is really a model worker, he has so much homework every day, and he still has to flirt with girls, yet he still has the leisure to go to the lower realm to find food, no, he came up early in the morning to deliver pancakes.

Feng Xi was exhausted last night, and just woke up at this moment, when he opened his eyes and saw Suyu arranging food, he immediately regained his energy and stopped carrying it. superior.

Seeing this, Suyu coughed, and seeing that Feng Xi was unmoved, she had no choice but to remind: "Master, pay attention to your image, pay attention to your identity."

Unexpectedly, Feng Xi turned a deaf ear to it, and then took a green onion and rolled it up inside the pancake.

After taking a bite, he said: "I'm not popular in the world, why do I pretend to be my identity every day, am I tired?"

Well, he is really dull, he doesn't even care about his own image, if he looks good, he will be self-willed.

Su Yu saw that he couldn't move him, so she also sat down, with the same posture and the same movements, the master and the apprentice were eating pancakes, Zhou Wuluo had already woken up, and now he was serving a pot of porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat come over.

Feng Xi turned her head, a pair of slender eyes raised slightly, feeling a little contemptuous of him.

Zhou Wuluo is also very good at pretending. He complained of a headache as soon as he sat down, and he looked like he couldn't remember how he came back last night or what he did.

Su Yu served a bowl of porridge for Feng Xi, then served another bowl for herself, and drank it loudly.

Feng Xi and Zhou Wuluo looked over at the same time, Suyu smiled and said: "The disciple is not a big shot, why should the disciple carry it when he has breakfast with the master?"

Okay, very good, follow suit.

"For your homework today, run [-] laps around Wuwang Mountain, and then copy the book I gave you last time three times." Feng Xi looked up at Suyu, and a smile flashed in his eyes. Suyu was covered in cold sweat.

Master, it's better for you not to smile, he can't stand this sinister smile.

"Oh." Suyu curled her lips, put down the bowl and was about to run, thinking that it was only thirty laps, but in the end he would be speechless in the next second...

"You are not allowed to use spiritual power." Feng Xi raised his eyebrows.

Let you have nothing to learn from him!Let's see if you learn to be good next time.

Running to deliver pancakes early in the morning, if you are not unlucky, who will be unlucky?

Zhou Wuluo was so obedient sitting on the sidelines, so obedient that he couldn't even detect his breath, maybe he showed his heart a lot last night, which made the uncle feel disgusted?

You think too much, it's too late for your uncle to treat you like a son.

Just thinking about what to do, Feng Xi turned her head to look at him, unexpectedly stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, and her tone softened.

"Do you still have a headache?"

Zhou Wuluo was flattered, his back straightened, the happiness came so suddenly, he didn't know how to answer, and wanted to shake his head and nod at the same time.

Seeing that Zhou Wuluo didn't speak, Feng Xi thought that he was hangover, so he sent a burst of spiritual power into his body: "It should be more comfortable this way."

Zhou Wuluo nodded, he didn't have a hangover in the first place, and he had already sobered up.

Of course, this cannot be said to Feng Xi.

"You should rest today. You drank so much yesterday, and the sober medicine was overturned for you. At that time, I really wanted to throw you to Luye."

What he said was particularly untrue, and it was not that Zhou Wuluo didn't know exactly what it was like. Thinking of this made him feel warm.

So he laughed and said, "I've made my uncle tired, how about my disciple Yu Jian taking my uncle to eat the charcoal-grilled pork neck from the restaurant I mentioned last time?"

Feng Xi nodded frantically upon hearing this, this is too good.

Zhou Wuluo's sword was very stable, and in mid-air he suddenly turned around and asked Feng Xi what kind of person he likes.

In fact, what he wanted to ask was his appearance. He had already passed the Nascent Soul stage, so he could have a chance to change his appearance.

Naihe Fengxi sat cross-legged on the sword behind him, crunching the peanuts with his head tilted in his hand, apparently didn't hear what he said.

Her satin-like hair was not tied up today, but was casually tied with a red headband, and it was blown wildly by the wind at this moment.

Zhou Wuluo had no choice but to swallow the words back, and then exerted all his strength to create an air circle around his body to block the wind force, Feng Xi's hair finally stopped.

Zhou Wuluo was relieved, and concentrated on fencing the sword again.

But Feng Xi ate too much, and ate a bunch of hair, so he poohed non-stop, but he couldn't come out, squinting, watching Zhou Wuluo focus on the front, so sneakily stretched out a finger to his mouth I picked it up.

But the hair clung to his teeth like he was against him. He had no choice but to squeeze it out, but he used too much force all of a sudden, shaking all the peanuts in his hand.

So when he arrived at the station, Zhou Wuluo saw that he was not eating, and was worried that he was full from peanuts, so he thought about going to listen to books first.

After asking for their opinions, the two of them took their breath away and looked like ordinary people. After drinking and eating, they went to the theater and bought a bunch of snacks. How could Feng Xi look like a god? Just play crazy.

Playing games on the street, guessing lights, and telling fortunes, he can be found everywhere.

The fortune teller was very funny, he counted the phoenix's breath as a heavenly man, but he was destined to have no wife and no children.

After giving the money, he couldn't help complaining, the first sentence was correct, but the latter sentence, isn't this scolding me?The more I think about it, the angrier I get...

"There are so many girls who like me, but he actually said that I have no wife and no children. I seem to have demolished his stall. Zhou Wuluo, hold me a little bit."

Baihua Peak is blue, and there are paintings of Kunlun Mountain.

Thinking about it, Feng Xi felt unhappy.

Zhou Wuluo comforted: "Uncle, he is only a mortal, how can he calculate the future of God, don't you think so?"

Don't say any more, Feng Xi is already so angry that his seven orifices are smoking, and he gnawed a mouthful of sugarcane, mother's leg, tomorrow he will go to Bi Luo to have sex.

Hmm... no one knows about mouth addiction, right?